Sinful Desperation

Sinful Desperation –Flash Fiction by Billy Ray Chitwood- “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.” He stared at the ceiling as he reclined on the big bed, his naked body stretched straight, seeking relief from his back pain. “It’s been years, my son, since your last confession. I hear desperation in your voice. Is the […]

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Soul’s Odyssey

Soul’s Odyssey Why is it so? This mystical longing, this wanderlust, this soul odyssey? There are so many parts that make up this mortal body: the part that takes me to moments of happiness and joy, like love’s ecstatic swoons; the part that cries in the sadness of a child’s suffering, the madness of evil-doers, […]

The Sea and Me

The Sea and Me Some people are born to fret and worry… Yes, even here in this magnificent resort on the Sea of Cortez in Mexico. So, what’s the rub? The scene above was there each morning when I awakened – the cobalt waters, the pale blue skies, the palm trees, the villas below our […]

Sunrise Sonata

Sunrise Sonata The man’s countenance projected a sorrowful and faraway expression as his body found some measure of comfort against the boulder just below the rise of the hill. The spot was his place of meditation.   He came during darkness after the awful TV news of a mob’s protest turned violent killing innocents and […]

Winter Musings

  Winter Musing The trees are bare and ungiving Like the souls of sick minds, Their dead leaves floating in the Wind to a winter of indifference.   Among the chaos of winter urges Comes the hope of a white dove, Spreading its inviting wings of Devotion to an ancient Deity.   Soon the loveliness […]

The Soul of a Dreamer

The Soul of a Dreamer or Play Me a Tune, Piano Man With this post I get to show not only some of my ‘warts of longing and wanderlust’ but an abiding romanticism that has tagged along with me through my life. The Piano Bar Is symbolic of some younger years when I was going […]

Flowers and Fate

Flowers and Fate “Red or yellow roses, Sir?” the older lady in the flower shop asked. The young man in his early thirties smiled and raised his brow. “Now, how did you know it was to be roses, Millie?” He knew her from a name tag. “It’s the body language, young man. Your step, your […]

Tarnished Vanity

Tarnished Vanity It was an itch on my right cheek. I scratched the itch. Another itch came to my other cheek. I scratched that itch. Other itches came to the face near the eyes. I scratched those itches. I was sitting in a hotel bar with friends The friends noticed my discomfort. “Are you okay?” […]